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an'
dirty water swirl into patterns that disappeared as quickly as they formed. My hands ached. The blisters from yes
lled from the doorway. "Your
e the exhaustion pulling at my bones
Marcus shook his head. "How many
he mop against the wall. "Tak
apped me on the shoulder
becoming real. "So
teal it, though who'd break into a Walmart employee locker? Still, my heart hammered as I spun the combination lock. The n
rdware. The kind of thing I'd never touched before
our way to the cheap theater. She'd pressed her hand against the glass, laughing at herself. "God,
omeday,"
ut we both know that's not our world, b
enty bucks an hour to do their homework. I'd skipped breakfast most days. Lunch too. My jeans hung loose on my hips now, held up by a be
t, I had t
rything will
n in the dark window. When did I start looking so tired? The shadows under my eyes could've bee
mmate's boyfriend stayed over and I couldn't stand the noise. She'd never complained when I couldn't afford fancy d
ack. I always
k instead of concrete. An actual lobby with a doorman who nodded at
. Ms. Martinez
aid, patting my backpa
ed. "Lucky la
n the polished doors looked nervous. Excited. Terrified. All of
ary. "Just until my commission check comes through," she'd promised. I hadn't asked wh
about money. Toni
lock with a soft click. "So you can let yourself in anytime," s
t next to my apartment key and the tiny fla
ena always oiled the hinges. Sa
Not Lena's usual style. She liked pop, the kind with hea
inside. "I know I'm early
ords
in fragments, pieces of a puz
er move in, the one we'd watched movies on, w
was t
someo
e shoulder. His hand, large and familiar, rested on her bare thigh. Th
turned
smile I'd seen across breakfast tables
Not Marcus
ch
The person I'd grown up with. Fought with. Shared a room until I was sixt
nths ago. "She's gorgeous, and she clearly
tle
rdwood floor with a crack that seemed impossibly lo
se tumbled free, landing on its side. Gold
dollars, lyin
saving. Every sacrifice, every skipped
ight there o
ed off the couch, tugging her shir
cracked. "What ar
sed. My chest felt crushed, like so
hand outstretched. "Aren't
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